Barstool

From a barstool, I sit and contemplate
Why does is matter anyway?

She called me, I called hurt
She called me, I called her out

Found myself thinking and drinking
From the downstairs basement room

The kids will never see me alone down here
They'll find its the only place to get beer

Yesterday I saw myself in the mirror
Too old to drive and drink by myself

Nothing changes, it all stays the same
Wish I was sorry, but I ain't

Nothing changes the same
Nothing holds me back
Wish I could be sorry, but I can't

Found a kind of chord that likes to sing
I'm stupid at every turn, it makes me think

She probably goes through
She probably goes through
I have no idea what she thinks

From that barstool, he used to sit and contemplate



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Zaczyk
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